Kade saw the lowering of the head and while he didnt look it, he was tensed underneath his clothes. "its called joke, you remember those right?" he snapped out, before he could control it or stop it from coming. he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, clearing his throat. "mm, same here on the world thing" it wasnt a secret he was in the military, his grandmother made sure of that no doubt, she was proud of him. looking up at Seth he nodded, smirking "yep, thats me the and whatever she's told you im sure its a lie, im not as bad as Sarah claimed." accepted and shaking Seth's hand before stepping back and he unzipped his jacket as the topic switched, and soon Seth was heading up to print out some papers.
Kade waited til he was out of earshot, before he turned to look at her, the food was getting to him, he was starving himself. he growled deep and low. "i'll just do it myself" grabbing his helmet after zipping up his jacket he turned and stormed out, closing the door behind him as he had the helmet on his head and moving back down to his bike, each step he took he had to take care to not shatter the walk way with it, and it wasnt that easy. he'd been on his own for a year since the accident he shouldnt have survived, and since then it was learn as he went, and there was no manual, no book to read to learn to be what he was now.. it was part of why he was back home now, the quick to anger or the unauthorized absences during specific nights. he didnt have anyone then and he survived, he learned. he didnt need anyone then, and sure as hell didnt need anyone now as he climbed back onto his Motorcycle.
Kade waited til he was out of earshot, before he turned to look at her, the food was getting to him, he was starving himself. he growled deep and low. "i'll just do it myself" grabbing his helmet after zipping up his jacket he turned and stormed out, closing the door behind him as he had the helmet on his head and moving back down to his bike, each step he took he had to take care to not shatter the walk way with it, and it wasnt that easy. he'd been on his own for a year since the accident he shouldnt have survived, and since then it was learn as he went, and there was no manual, no book to read to learn to be what he was now.. it was part of why he was back home now, the quick to anger or the unauthorized absences during specific nights. he didnt have anyone then and he survived, he learned. he didnt need anyone then, and sure as hell didnt need anyone now as he climbed back onto his Motorcycle.